Zach went upstairs and saw the master bedroom door was open.

Madelyn carefully helped Hayson, now clean, out of the bathroom. She got him settled in the wheelchair and then dried his hair with a hairdryer. His dirty clothes and bedsheet were scattered on the floor.

After finished drying his hair, Madelyn combed it. The weather today was quite nice. She wanted to let Hayson enjoy some sunlight. As soon as she turned around, she noticed Zach standing at the doorway out of nowhere. She faintly glanced at him before grabbing a blanket from the closet to drape it over Hayson's legs.

She was lost in her thoughts, 'No matter what, his blood is in me. I'm his daughter. This is a fact that'll never change. Even though he's only treated me as a tool for marriage for business purposes, he's never mistreated me growing up.

'This family is ruined now. He and I can only rely on each other. If he were to really pass away one day, Zach's next target would be me.'

Hayson was still in the wheelchai